Tides Of Protomis LX
Yang The Unbreakable
Liang stood with the hilt of his Jian grasped, swiftly removing it, and tightening his grip. All the while keeping his eyes focused upon the man, looking for any possible attacks. In the same way, did Bijan, and the four tides. Eventually, the smoke began to clear, and the man became visible. A man both tall, and wide. The nine feet tall man, having a thick beard, white, like his hair. His outfit resembled the uniform some of the Imperial guards had taken to wearing. There was silence between those in the room, as they were more willing to observe their enemy than speak, for now, at the very least. Lafeyah prepared himself for battle, digging his hand into the burlap sack on his side, speaking as he did so.
“I'd tell you to get out of our way, but it's not as if you'd listen…”
Yang focused his gaze on Lafeyah with his words.
“But of course not. That criminal Vogel was much too worried about fulfilling his desires to be the emperor's guard, or be in the forces as a whole… Moreover, despite his abilities, he had almost no experience… However, I'm a different story, as long as I stand- you stay, and I shan't fall…”
They stood there, their expressions unchanged. It was clear that they were less than impressed by the man’s words.
"That's some bravado you have there… But that won't change the result of this battle!!!" Liang shouted. bending his knees, and grasping his Jian with both hands, he hopped forward, destroying the ground underneath. He kept his laser focus upon the man, as he prepared himself to attack. But, his attempt did not last long, as he found himself stopped mid-air, and thrown back. Something that made Liang look up in surprise.
“I did find it strange that he was just standing there.” Liang thought.
Bijan reached to his side, grasping the second sack on his right side. And removing soil. No sooner did he throw it upon the floor below him, as well as the seeds. Something followed by his trademark multiple plants taking root, the vegetation thickening as it crushed the tiles of the floor to dust. No sooner did he throw his arm forward, shouting out.
“Thorn Maelstrom!”
A volley of spines flew toward Yang, and yet, he didn’t even flinch. As the attacks stopped mid-air, far away from their target. As he observed this, Lafeyah stood with placed hand on his chin. What were they dealing with here? As he combed over what he learned during the battle, it all pointed to one thing.
“His ability… It reminds me of Agni's commander.” Lafeyah noted, something that made Yang nod.
“Ah, the traitor, in a way, you are correct. But there is a crucial difference between he and I. My shield is of a higher class…Especially if his was destroyed by you.” If this much could not be said by the shield that surrounded this floor of the building, it could be said for another.
“The 360° Barrier around me-- is even stronger than the one I've installed in this room… Many a high-tier have attempted to get through it, your measly power shall not destroy it.”
Liang’s brows furrowed as the attack was stopped in its tracks.
“Tch… we won't get around this with anything less than full force.” He noted. Something followed by a blue, flame-like light swarming around Liang’s body, as he put his right foot forward, stomping, and shifted his left foot back. He put both of his arms up as defense, focusing his gaze on his target.
“Chuojiao Art- Azure Dragon Rush!!!” Liang yelled.
Now, the light around him began to twist, morph, until the head of a long surrounded his body. But, there was a change since before his training, one would find. Unlike what was formerly a head, and a bit of the rest of the body, this formation was more complete. A long serpentine body extended behind the head, as the head moved throughout the room. Forming on the body as well, were small claws, which had four digits each. It had become clear that the attack was truly deserving of its name, especially with the size of it. Regardless, the man stood there, unshaken by the display. Even as the beast began charging at yang. Within moments, the sound of shattering glass echoed throughout the room, yellow shards becoming visible. Something those within the room took note of. The shattering sounded again,and once more, as its advance continued… However, that was not the only thing they noticed…. The advance became slower as it got closer to Yang,until it had stopped completely, and the Long dissipated. Liang clicked his tongue in frustration, and got back into his stance, preparing for yet another attack.
“I’ll need to be more thorough with this one…”
Elsewhere, Bijan put his gaze on Yang once again, before his eyes darted around. The plants that took root behind him sprouted spines from themselves, Bijan thrust his hand forward, as the spines were launched toward Yang once again. However, the man did not even bat an eye, as they were caught by the man’s field, stopping, and falling to the ground once more. Liang glanced over at Bijan as he took notice of the attack, and its failure. He bent his knees, as he prepared to jump once more.
However, Yang’s eyes darted to the left, and soon, as Liang leaped, he found himself stopped in his place, unable to move.
“He’s placed a shield around me, to contain my movement, it seems… He must be fighting with the intent to separate us.”
Soon, the thorns previously launched at Yang rose from the ground, as he threw his arm up. Soon enough, he swung it to the right, In Liang’s direction, and it was there that the spines flew. Something followed by the field in front of Liang parting, leaving a path for the spines to enter.
As the martial artist took note, he thrust his palm forward, with the resulting jet of air throwing the spines off their path. Piercing the walls, rather than any of those there. As the tides observed this battle, Arctaius stood, fixing his gaze on Yang, and then, at the wall. Or, more accurately, the barrier around it. Considering what they saw… He turned to the other tides.
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“That proves something… Liang could break through that- we can break through the shield surrounding this room… and proceed to the upper levels.”
Kazimir nodded.
“Then we get to the Apostles…”
Bijan looked over his shoulder nodding at the tides, then gazing forward once more.
“We'll handle this one- get going…”
Liang looked over his shoulder as well.
“While I'd rather go after them myself-- somebody needs to be in top condition to fight them, and with two fights in a row, and this one's defense, it won't be us…”
“Acknowledged…” Artctaius noted.
“We’ll leave this one to you two, then.. Don’t lose.” Alarick added.
Now, the four turned, facing the wall. As they began floating, Arctaius was the first to make a move, clenching his fists, with the radiation of blue-whtie arcs of electricity following this. With a thrown punch, he shouted out.
“Leigong impact!!!!”
Soon, the sound of crushed stone, and breaking glasses resounded throughout the room. The four said nothing more, as they flew out of the hole that was left. As they ascended up the building, Kazimir decided upon a plan.
“Let’s think about what we know of the four apostles, and have a short rest. We’ll be in for a battle no matter what.”
No words of disagreement came from the tides, as they smashed a hole in yet another wall. As the tides looked across the room, which shared similarities with the others, they decidedly flew in, sitting down on the marble floors.
Back downstairs, Yang narrowed his eyes as he watched the four tides leave. While his two opponents stared back at him.
“Tch, you won't get any more than that…”
Yang opened his hand, yet another barrier appeared around the room.
Part B
The three stared at one another, Lying in sait. What was first a room of fighters, now looked to be more like a room of statues. They waited for any movement, an arm, a leg, even so much as a finger… Liang was the first to move, he jumped forward, pulling the Zhi Nu off of his belt, he brought his arm back, before swinging it forward, sending the much larger sharpened end, and a much longer chain forward. However, as Yang put his hand up, the Barrier in front of him began to glow lighter, as the end of the whip was sent away, rebounding toward Liang.
“Not yet!!” Liang yelled.
Liang swung his arm back and forth. Something followed by the Zhi Nu began to swing around the room, as if it were a helicopter’s blade. Striking Yang’s field again, and again. Though the strikes only took small amounts of the field out. The fact remained, that gradually, it began chipping away. Even so, Yang looked undisturbed by this fact, creating a field under Liang, and launching him up to the ceiling, where another appeared, slamming him into another field on the ground.
“Is that it?” The giant questioned.
Bijan eyed a hole in the field, where Liang’s swings had hit. Soon, the plants behind him gave rise to a mass of vines that weaved around one another, taking a humanoid shape. Yet another of his Verdant golems. Within moments, it charged at Yang, reeling its arm back, and began to launch a flurry of fists in that same spot. Something followed by cracks appearing with each successive hit, Yang’s eyes darted over to the being.
“Not so fast!!!”
With this, Yang threw his arm forward, as yet another field was created, Around Liang, and the golem alike. However, the damage was already done. As soon, Bijan’s plants sprouted a number of spines significantly larger than before, and, As they were launched, they flew toward the same spot his ally had hit before. And, upon impact, the field is shattered.
“Verdant Pierce!!!”
Now, not one, not two, but five of the plants behind Lafeyah, grew the larger spines once again, and, as he pointed forward, a volley of spines was sent out, the number increasing, and increasing, what was first tens, turned into Hundreds. Soon, Yang’s Shields were shattered, one by one, much faster than before. Yang stood with his eyes widened.
“H- How is this possible?! What did they do in those months?”
The onslaught did not end there. Liang twisted his body back, as he lifted a leg. Twisting in the opposite direction, and letting a kick fall onto the barrier holding him, breaking it upon impact. The martial artist bent his knees, and jumped forward. Within moments, Liang was above Yang’s head, as if he’d teleported. Ready to end the battle there, he did not hesitate to let the light around him take shape once more. The Azure dragon weaving around the room once more. Followed by directing a charge at Yang, opening its maw as Liang stuck his foot out, and began to twist his body.
“Azure Dragon- Fang Strike!” He shouted.
No sooner did he twist his body, his foot going in the giant’s direction. Something followed the familiar sound of glass shattering, as the final barrier was destroyed. The kick left a mark on his neck, and knocked him off his feet. Bounding across the room with a burst of wind and leaving a crater upon the wall, something followed by him falling face first.
Even with this, the man did not seem to have any intention of giving up. He began to lift himself off of his stomach, soon, he was on his hands and knees. His shaky vision moved across the room, as he forced himself to rise again.
“I’m not done just yet… I won’t let you have your W-”
However, the very same spines flew at him once again. The elongated plant matter pierced him all over his body. His eyes widened in surprise, as blood spilled out of his mouth. Even so, he remained standing, for quite a bit.. Managing to choke out a few more words.
“I’m sorry, your excellency, Ardam… I’ve failed you both.”
Falling to his death, minutes later. Liang and Bijan walked toward one another, beginning to huff, as they dropped to the ground.
“We were fighting him for that long-- and he didn't get tired, not once…” Liang noted. They’d been fighting for some time before those four arrived, and the man was resilient indeed. At the least, it was simply the two of them rather than six. After all, their allies seemed to still be occupied, or on other sides of the city.
“I think that was the last one… that we need to deal with, at least…” Lafeyah stated.
“I don’t sense the enemy… It looks like those two have taken care of him…” Kazimir noted.
Arctaius cracked his knuckles, as he rose from his place. A feeling of anticipation filled his body, ready for whatever faced him. The same could be said for all four within the room. Given how quickly they rose as well.
“Then we’ve waited for long enough. Let’s go.” Arctaius state, before, he began flying up the side of Rizian. Soon followed by Alarick, Kazimir, and Zhao. And almost in tune with them, did Four proto-humans approach them, powerful ones, at that.
“ Here they come!!!” Kazimir yelled.
Soon enough, coming down the tower, were Minoru, Amelia, Berthold, And Najeem, jumping out of one of the many windows, all prepared to meet their opponents. Minoru reached to his left, and grasped the hilt of his Nodachi. Letting out a Lateral swing, as he drew it. With the force of the attack going downward, cutting through the building as it rapidly descended, the sound of shattering glass echoing through the air. As the four saw the descending crescent light, they were quick to move out of the way.
Increasing their speed to get closer to their opponent, As they began to draw closer, Zhao reached for dao Drawing it as he came close to Minoru.
Both of them took a swing, their blades clashed between them, sparks flying out, and an echoing clanging. The two stayed in their places for a few moments, before, with a grunt of effort, pushing the other away. Something followed by the two passing one another. Just above them, a light red glow swarmed around Amelia. As the woman raised a closed fist, and opened it, they all found that the buildings around them were broken down, with the resulting rubble floating upward. Amelia set her gaze on Zhao as she smirked, and closed her hand… However, nothing happened, the rubble remained unmoving. The woman’s eyes widened in surprise, as her gaze darted around, trying to look around for the source. Her gaze fell on Arctaius, Alarick, and, then, Kazimir, who had a darker shade of red light around him.
“You are no weakling.” Amelia noted.
“Of course I'm not…” He responded.
However, Kazimir was soon interrupted from his train of Thought. Najeem struck both of his arms up, as blade-like bones extended from his wrist, the edges facing his body. Moments after he extended these blades, He charged at Kazimir from behind. Alarick’s eyes darted over as he took notice, With much of the rubble flying to him, the very same suit of stone Gothic armor was forged around him. He flew toward Kazimir as well, Appearing directly in the Second’s path, before throwing a left hook, Sending him flying to the left. However, he stopped himself, Midair, glaring at the boy.
Elsewhere, Berthold opened his hands, as what appeared to be playing cards appeared, revolving around him. He kept his gaze on Alarick as he grasped two of the cards from around him. Only then did he utter three words.
“Straight Shot, Barrage…”
As he threw the cards forward, they soon began speeding around Alarick. As laser beams flew at him from every direction, they fired, and stopped, again, and again, Even as his eyes followed them. It was more than a bit challenging to stop the assault. Soon, Arctaius took action, firing pulses of plqwmq at four of the cars, burning throug them. No sooner didd Alarick take out the rest, as darkened voids appeared in front of them…
As the battle occurred, it went without saying that it didn’t go unnoticed. Within a shelter, deep within the walls of the gorge, a large crowd watched the battle on a large Holographic display. As they watched the empire’s four highest authorities battle, cheers resounded throughout the room.
“The Apostles have arrived!!!” A man yelled.
“Those heretics are in trouble now- they have no chance!” Cheered another.
After a short time, the scuffle ended, as the members of both sides regrouped. Though no longer attacking, keeping watch on their opponents.
To Be Continued